Fandom Post Office; Monday [ 08/20 ]

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

A very significant part of Setsuna woke up that morning not ever wanting to leave her room. Most of it had to do with the realization and horror at what she'd done that weekend, but a still significant part of it was from sheer physical inability. It was the waking up with a sudden inability to move without pain that made it click in Setsuna's head exactly what had happened.

For the most part, it seemed, she was back to normal. Probably went back to normal sometime yesterday, didn't realize it, and now her body was paying for attempting to do...something that was beyond her abilities without the increased power.

...How exactly had all that happened? Trying to puzzle it out and figuring she should talk to Lucifer, she realized that she'd skirted out of all her employment responsibilities last weekend. She...really shouldn't skirt out of another one...

And she was late; oh, God, so late, and too tired to fly in. Not enough time to dye her hair, dig out her contacts, but after parading about like this all weekend, what would even be the point!

It was a good thing that once Setsuna did get to the post office, she had nothing but time. To think. To ponder. To emo commiserate.

The Post Office is open.

Our Lady of Fandom, Monday all day

[no-archangel.livejournal.com]

The church was quite open. It might have had something to do with one of the doors having fallen off the hinges. Gabriel muttered to himself, blaming the door for not being sturdy enough to withstand some kicking. Having found an old screwdriver he was trying to reattach the door, not having much success.

[The church is very open indeed]

Turtle & Canary; Monday [ 08/20]

[fastestkidalive.livejournal.com]

Bart wasn't running around today. Nope, he was reading a magazine or ten about science and being mildly confused.

Times like these he really missed the 31sy century.

Today's Squishy flavors: Vermillion, Rust, Red

Groovy Tunes; Monday [ 08/20 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad had brought his guitar with him to work today so that he could easily distract himself with playing if he found himself thinking too much about recent events, which he didn't really want to think about right now. But he found he wouldn't actually need the guitar. He found that most of his time was being usurped by a certain naked little kitten that kept giving him pouting little glares and having to explain to Prince Oscar Pedro that he really was sorry that he wasn't a tiger cub that could play with him carelessly all day anymore, that he couldn't really control it, and that Prince Oscar Pedro was hurting the other kittens feelings because they're perfectly fine playmates, thank you very much.

Today's Mix: Meow Mix

Groovy Tunes is open.

Crow's Nest [afternoon]

[fever-babies.livejournal.com]

"Barbossa?" Johnny called as he walked into the radio station. "I be here!"

He thought he was terribly funny, yeah.

There was no answer.

"Are you passed out or something? That's okay, man, it's happened to the best of us," Johnny continued, wandering through the place and discovering a lot of paper, a lot of empty bottles and far more acorn pieces than could be considered strictly healthy, but no pirate.

Then he found the note.

"Well, crap," he muttered to himself as he looked around. "What do I do now?"

..and then he noticed a more pressing problem.

"And where's the coffee?"

[OOC: Open like an open thing.]


All You Need Is Love - The Beatles

Book Haven: Monday 10-5PM [8-20-07]

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana opened th store cheerfull and set out tea and pastries for the customers. She sat down with a good book in one of the comfy chairs until customers showed up.

Photo Hut, Monday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

The new stock had come in, and midway through stocking, Leo had fallen asleep. He was now snoring on the counter.

Photo Hut is open.

Around Town, Monday Afternoon

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy didn't know what was with him lately, but having two fights with as many friends in less than a week was not a good sign.

He decided to work off some of his stress with some practice.

Mostly it was working on his flips.

[open]

The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

[dawn-bearer.livejournal.com]

After the previous weekend, Lucifer was quite reasonably looking forward to a nice quiet evening at the bar. Well, Musubi would be at the bar, actually.

He was in a piano playing mood.

Magic box, monday

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

Ami opened the magic box (on time, really) and sat at the counter, reading a book. This one was on programming computers in a language called C#.


[open]

Sparky Repairs - Monday

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Naomi came in to work on time and set up for her shift.

Sparky's is open.